Chapter 1885


    Serana bit her lip, hands clenched so tight her knuckles were white. "I never did anything to her.


    Why does she hate me so much?"


    Boyd shut his eyes, a heavy sigh escaping him. "There''s no reason. She never thinks about ''why''.


    She does not need reasons to do things."


    And if there was a reason, it was all in her head.


    Serana shook her head.


    "I don''t know, but I can''t believe she doesn''t have a reason to hate me. Maybe... maybe..."


    Boyd looked up, watching her struggle to find the words, then paused. "Maybe what?"d2


    Serana finally found her voice, though it was tangled up with her anxiety. "Maybe it''s because of


    you."


    Boyd was taken aback for a moment, and Serana quickly shook her head, "I... I''m not ming you, I


    mean..."


    She stopped, taking a deep breath, "Boyd, are you... are you really upset about Yasmine leaving?


    You two were the closest at the orphanage. You used to hang out all the time, and then there was


    me, always causing trouble that you had to fix. You even said some harsh things to Yasmine


    because of me."


    Boyd''s body stiffened, surprise written all over his face.


    Serana was a bit scared by his reaction, "Yasmine only had you as a friend. Maybe that''s why she


    resented you looking after me so much."


    Boyd''s expression grew serious, "So she''s holding a grudge against me."


    Serana pressed her lips together, not saying another word. That was probably it.


    Boyd stood up, silently grabbing a shovel and rented the young sprout that had been uprooted.


    Serana watched him, "Maybe when the flowers bloom, we can tell Yasmine toe back and see."


    Boyd didn''t respond.


    After transferring to a new school, Yasmine was still a loner.


    Life droned on uneventfully, and the orphanage seemed to have be an insignificant part of her


    past that she never mentioned.


    When Bryson decided to take Yasmine out of the orphanage, he nearly drained his savings to make


    the down payment on a house.


    A little over two months after Yasmine left the orphanage, Bryson''spany managed to sign a


    good deal for the time and got a little well off.


    On a Friday night over dinner, Yasmine suddenly said she wanted to visit Angel''s Haven


    Orphanage.


    Bryson was taken aback. "Is there something you need to do there?"


    Yasmine put down her fork, "I need to see Ava. Now that I have some money, I want to get my stuff


    back. I just feel like something bad will happen if she keeps them."


    Not knowing that Yasmine had given Ava her bracelets, Bryson asked, "What stuff?"RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only


    Yasmine hopped off her chair and stayed silent. She didn''t remember much from her past. Bryson


    had filled in some nks. She only knew her background wasplicated, and she was sternly


    instructed never to take out those bracelets, let alone give them away.


    Those bracelets were worth a fortune. She had given them to Ava out of necessity, to help with


    family troubles, and it had been weighing on her mind ever since. Now that she had some money, it


    was time to reim them.


    --


    Returning to the orphanage, the kids seemed surprisingly happy to see her, as if the cold and


    intimidating Yasmine they knew was just an illusion.


    Standing by the garden bed she used to tend, the garlic sprouts were long gone, reced by what


    looked like spinach.


    Yasmine couldn''t help but chuckle, "Really turned this ce into a vegetable patch, huh?"


    She nced at the nearby lilies, noticing they were flourishing, buds ready to bloom any day.


    Impressive, considering they were for Serana, and it made sense he''d put in the effort.


    "I thought you’d never step foot here again."


    Two months hadn''t changed his voice much. It was unmistakably Boyd''s.


    Yasmine turned slightly to see him standing there, watching her. She raised an eyebrow, "You really


    have a lot of prejudice against me, huh? What, you think I''m so heartless that I wouldn''t feel a thing


    for the orphanage that took me in?"


    Boyd just looked at her, saying nothing.


    After a pause, Yasmine shrugged, "Alright, I admit I can be heartless. I came to see Ava. Stopping


    by here was just a side trip. Happy?"


    Boyd wasn''t sure how to react. He saw right through her, yet his mood soured with her blunt


    honesty.


    Just a side trip... He scoffed to himself.


    "Cool off yet?" Boyd asked.


    "I’m mad? Mad at who?"


    "Me."


    Yasmine turned fully toward him, her gaze serious. "Did you grow taller?"


    Boyd let out augh, "You noticed I got taller after just a couple of months? But yeah, I''ve been


    eating well and getting plenty of sleep, so growing a bit makes sense."


    Yasmine nodded, "That''s it, then. You''re doing well here, so why should I be sulking alone for two


    months? I''ve been carefree on the outside, living happily. Being angry is bad for your health, and I


    n on living to a ripe old age."


    Boyd tightened his grip on the watering can. That sharp tongue of hers hadn''t changed a bit. "Do


    you talk to others like that on the outside?"


    "What''s wrong with the way I talk?"


    Boyd took a deep breath, "Being angry is senseless. I''ve thought a lot after you left, and I might


    have been too impulsive with some of my words. If I''ve hurt you, I apologize again. I was too


    presumptuous, thinking our rtionship was strong enough that I could say anything and you''d


    understand, one hundred percent."


    Yasmine watched the water cascade off the nts, her face etched with sarcasm.


    "Me, understand you one hundred percent? I think you believe I''m so heartless that nothing you say


    would affect me. It seems to me you thought that since you were the only friend I ever had, I


    wouldn''t dare leave your side no matter what. What''s that called. Oh right, taking things for


    granted."


    With a light chuckle escaping her, Yasmine said, "You know, the more pitiful someone looks, the


    easier it is for others to push them around. But you''ve gotta understand, I never thought being on


    my own was such a tragic thing."


    Boyd responded with nothing but silence. After a while, he said."I just want you to know, I never


    intended to hurt you. You''re right, maybe I never thought you''d actually leave one day."


    "Yeah. I get it, you meant no harm."


    Yasmine nodded with a smile.


    Her dismissive air, as if everything he said went in one ear and out the other, with nonchnt


    affirmations, made Boyd''s chest tighten. It was like punching a cloud.


    Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Boyd changed the subject, "What do you want with Ava?"


    "Left something with her."


    "Must be important. I can''t think of any other reason you''de back."


    Yasmine smiled slightly, "It is important."


    She shoved her hands into her Brys pockets and nced ahead, pausing for a second before


    letting out a coldugh.


    Boyd followed her gaze to see Serana, clutching a watering can and staring at them.


    "See you around. I am off to find Ava."